Nox
Deloris inserted the pen drive into her computer and pulled the documents up on her screen.
"I'll send it to your iPad," she said as her fingers flew over the keys.
"And mine?" my father asked.
Deloris looked over her shoulder. "Do you really need it twice?"
Oren shrugged. "Just curious if you have my private email address."
She laughed as my iPad dinged with the incoming email.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said, leaning back and bringing his tablet to life. "This is a long last will and testament," he continued. "I mean, I've seen some crazy s**t, but old man Montague took control to a whole new level, all the way down to dictating his granddaughter's future. You can look at the entire document, but I suggest we all concentrate on Article XII for right now."
I looked over
